Yu Xiaozi felt a chill in his heart; Jiang Xiaobai's movements were incredibly fast, and this was when his cultivation was only at the Core Formation Middle Stage. If his cultivation were to improve further, that would be truly formidable.
"Dead Wood Pile!"
With a loud shout from Yu Xiaozi, he quickly retreated. The bluestone slabs on the ground began to tremble, and one after another, they all floated into the air, encircling Jiang Xiaobai and forming a series of wooden post-like structures.
Jiang Xiaobai tried to force his way out, but he simply couldn't break free. He was like a tiger trapped in a cage, having all the power but only being able to roar within the confines of his prison.
"Young man, surrender!"
Yu Xiaozi did not wish to harm him, so he persuaded Jiang Xiaobai to surrender.
"The word 'surrender' doesn't exist in this young master's dictionary!"
Jiang Xiaobai still struggled with all his might.
